Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

When the news of the fall of Shadowmoon Valley reached Ner'zhul's ears, the old orc was heartbroken. The relentless pressure from the Draenor Alliance made his original belief in saving the Horde collapse.

Ner'zhul is actually a selfish person. When his situation is safe and his life is not in danger, he will stimulate his ambition and begin to build a persona for himself, appearing as the savior of the orcs, showing selflessness, wisdom and bravery, hoping to gain the power and awe that he desires deep in his heart.

But once his own life cannot be guaranteed, the heavy burdens of the tribe, the continuation of the race, and protecting the old, weak, women and children of the orcs will not be able to control his guilt and shame. He will choose to give up and no longer care about his people!

Perhaps the only right thing he did in his life was to anonymously expose to the chiefs Gul'dan's plan to make the orcs drink demon blood, although in the end only the Frostwolf Clan avoided the corruption of the demon blood!

Ner'zhul was afraid of defeat and death, so he contacted the demon army in the north directly without informing the other chiefs.

Gul'dan, wearing the Vorpil vest, discovered Ner'zhul's secret action at the first time. After all, he became too proud of himself and thought that Ner'zhul, who had lost his power, was no longer a threat, so he allowed Ner'zhul to read the documents of the Shadow Council at will. Ner'zhul's warlock ways could not be hidden from his master.

If Gul'dan knew, it was the same as Garen knowing. In order to prevent Ner'zhul from leading the tribe to join the devil wholeheartedly, Garen had to make up information on the spot that a four-star chain could open a portal and send it to Ner'zhul.

Of course, information out of thin air cannot deceive the cunning Ner'zhul. The method of opening the portal does exist, and in the original time and space, it was Ner'zhul who used the power of astrology, the Scepter of Sargeras, the Book of Medivh and the Eye of Dalaran to randomly open portals in Draenor, which eventually led to Draenor being unable to withstand the energy of the portal and being blown to pieces.

With a way to survive, Ner'zhul's mind became active again. As a traitor who still wanted to resist Kil'jaeden when he was frozen as the Lich King, his heart of betrayal continued to linger. He decided to wait for the Draenor Alliance and the Burning Legion to fight each other, and continue to play the role of the enduring leader of the tribe.

"Azu, surrender! You are surrounded by us!"

Garin led the mechanized corps on the eastern front to the gates of Hellfire Citadel. Velen and Medivh from the west also sent their troops over. Seeing that Hellfire Citadel was surrounded on three sides and one was missing, Garin began to persuade the orcs in the fortress to surrender.

Of course, his words did not show any sincerity in persuading the enemy to surrender, and would probably make Ner'zhul even more determined to resist.

Sure enough, Ner'zhul's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said to Vorpil: "Vorpil, quickly contact the Burning Legion in the north and tell them that Velen has appeared!"

"Yes! Chieftain."

Vorpil left in a hurry. It is unknown whether he would pass on the information according to Ner'zhul's original words.

"Kargath, Kilrogg, let's go to the city wall and defend Hellfire Citadel until the demon army arrives!"

"Azu! Surrender!"

When they arrived at the city wall, the strange voices calling for surrender became clearer. The surrounding orc soldiers did not dare to look at their own chieftain. Only the group of evil orcs whose brains were burned by fel energy were looking around with confusion.

Ner'zhul was furious and came to a catapult, aimed it in the direction of the main force of the Crusaders, and pulled the trigger. A huge stone flew out, but was smashed into pieces in mid-air by a burst of intensive artillery fire.

"Azu, you don't stand a chance!"

"artillery!!"

"attack!"

The mortar position that had just been set up began to load ammunition, and then dense shells rose into the air, bombarding the Hellfire Fortress!

"Fight back! Fight back!"

Ner'zhul activated the shadow shield to avoid being hurt by the debris shot over by the artillery fire, and ordered the catapults on the city wall to start counterattacking!

"Great Chief! The western city wall is under attack! There are swarms everywhere in the sky and on the ground!" A messenger hurried over and reported anxiously.

"Kal'gath, you go and lead your warriors to take charge of the western wall!" Ner'zhul sent out the strongest chief under his command.

"Report! Chieftain, the southern wall is under heavy attack, we can't hold on any longer!"

As soon as Ka'gath left, the messenger from the south ran over, making Ner'zhul so angry that he jumped to his feet!

"You're useless! You can't even defend a city wall!"

"Kilrogg!"

Finally, Ner'zhul turned his gaze to the one-eyed old warrior. He did not have many generals left under his command. The city wall was their last line of defense, and only this old warrior with excellent tactical awareness and combat skills could make him feel at ease. At the same time, Kilrogg was loyal to the Orc Horde.

The only pity is that there are only a few warriors left in the Blood Hollow Clan, and the new members are all warriors from the small clans that were annexed.

"Kilrogg, the defense of the south is in your hands. Hold on, the demon army will arrive soon!"

Hellfire Citadel is a fortress built by the Horde with all its efforts. Gul'dan used it as a logistics base for invading Azeroth, so he spent some time and effort in its construction. The outer walls are extremely strong, and even after the bombardment had been going on for half an hour, they are still as solid as a rock.

Of course, more reasons are on Garin's side. He needs to wait for the demons to enter before launching the next plan.

Moreover, the artillery is still destroying old and outdated shells. Once the latest ammunition is used, Hellfire Fortress will not be far from becoming a ruin.

Suddenly, the ground shook, and a dark green mechanical giant was moving towards the position where Garin was!

The over thirty-meter height and exaggerated size, coupled with the incredibly thick armor, are enough to make most people who see it fall into complete fear. It looks like a giant steam-driven Gundam robot, but it is actually a magical mecha driven by evil energy!

Garin's face turned serious. He could do whatever he wanted to the orcs. It was just a way of beating the downed dog after all.

He must take the Burning Legion seriously, especially this huge mechanical and demonic structure created by Mo'arg engineers. Many times he had died under its trampling in the past!

"Goblin Tank Corps! Listen up!"

"Load the latest armor-piercing shells!"

Gazlowe, who had been on high alert, ordered his goblin men to start loading ammunition, while at the same time he placed his hands on his forehead to block the sunlight so as to see the invading magic mecha more clearly.

"Oh my god, you're so tall!"